Chapter Twenty-Five: The Underground System of the City

Lu Sanguo is the boss of Ma Ran.

Many tomb robbers just earn a labor fee, and the real boss is the boss behind the scenes.

Now, the ancient tombs everywhere have almost been turned over, only the area of Lop Nur few people dare to come, it is the throat of the ancient Silk Road, there must be many treasures underground.

I speculate that Lu Sanguo chose Lop Nur for this reason, and he may have a detailed map of the tombs in Lop Nur, and even know what precious things are buried here.

I suspect that he was also hired by the outsider, and that he may have thought that he had dug something up outside the number, and then fled without permission.

This time, he personally took the horse and came to Lop Nur again, one is to look for the outside, and the other is to prepare to break ground again.

Unexpectedly, the trip fell into a state of ecstasy......

For three hours before he took his last breath, he spoke in fits and pieces about his horrific encounter, and his face became paler and whiter. The facial features are also noticeably crooked.

I have a hunch that he won't survive tonight.

Sure enough, he hallucinated several times and suddenly struggled to sit up, I held him down and asked loudly, "What are you going to do?" ”

He said, "When the time comes, we make an appointment to play ......."

I pressed him to the sleeping bag and brought him water, but he didn't drink and continued to mumble something in his mouth.

Before he took his last breath, he didn't recognize anyone, grabbed Lu Sanguo, and approached Lu Sanguo's ear with difficulty, as if he wanted to reveal some secret, Lu Sanguo leaned his ear over, and I heard him say very mysteriously: "Lu Sanguo...... Be...... My boss ......"

Lu Sanguo listened quietly, without any expression.

He knew that we had heard it.

After Ma Ran said this, his two eyes began to dilute, and finally half-squinted and froze.

I thought Lu Sanguo would explain, for example: "He's talking nonsense." ”

However, he didn't. He gently placed the horse on the sleeping bag, and without saying a word, his eyes were wet.

The bearded man I believed, I believe, was my father's accomplice.

They live underground.

Just like the waist-length woman I met in Mengou Village when I went on an expedition to the ancient tombs in northern Shaanxi in 2007.

No one in the village has ever seen her, and she is also from underground.

So, how many of them are there?

I still have 5 rounds left in my pistol that I don't know if they can fire, and I need to get to the bottom of this.

Continue to associate - they drilled out of the ground in Lop Nur, and drilled out of the ground in a mountain village in northern Shaanxi, so are there any of their kind in the city?

We all live above the ground and almost ignore what lies beneath it.

In fact, there is another world under the city, closed, damp, and cold, and no one understands it.

Occasionally, someone fell into a sewer without a manhole cover and drowned, and the whereabouts of the body were unknown, and we were led by the media and turned our eyes to the ground. Soon, we returned to a sunny life, busy and scolding every day.

So, what's underground?

Let's talk about pipelines first - there are water supply pipelines, sewage pipelines, heating pipelines, gas pipelines, power supply pipelines, communication pipelines, optical cable pipelines, cable pipelines, cable TV pipelines and so on.

On average, the length of pipelines per square kilometer in Chinese cities is about 25 kilometers.

These underground pipelines are divided into three categories: civil, industrial, and military, electricity, communications, gas, tap water, sewage, etc., which belong to civilian pipelines, and there are also inter-regional industrial pipelines that pass through the city. Military secrecy, unknown.

As we all know, the national laws and regulations on the development and utilization of underground space are not perfect, and the development and utilization of urban underground space lacks unified planning, unified planning, unified standards and unified management. The pipeline alone involves dozens of units such as urban construction, planning, electricity, gas, radio and television, and communications.

These pipelines are intricately intertwined, some of which are registered with the planning department, and some of which may not be registered. Even the subordinate departments of the pipeline are confused and cannot come up with an accurate pipeline distribution map.

In addition, there are oil depots, vaults, garbage dumps, sewage treatment stations, libraries, tombs, underground rivers, secret military command posts, earthquake-resistant facilities, civil air defense projects, and so on.

As far as Lancheng is concerned, the per capita housing area is about 20 square meters, and the city's per capita civil air defense area has exceeded 1 square meter. With a population of 3 million, then, according to this logic, 150,000 people can live underground, which is wide and sufficient.

Where do you say there are so many people?

So, what about 15,000 people?

What about 1,500 people?

What about 150 people?

15 people?

What about 1.5 people?

If the underground system is like the blood vessels of the city, then that special group of people, they are roundworms living in the blood vessels.

There is a reader in Beijing, he once told me an experience that I still don't understand -

One night, when he was returning home from singing in a song hall and walking in the alley, he saw a cat cowering next to a garbage can and barking weakly.

This reader has three stray cats and has a lot of affection for cats.

He wanted to walk over and pick up the cat home, but a man appeared, walked up to the garbage can, rudely grabbed one of the cat's legs, and strode away.

The reader began to worry about the fate of the cat, and after thinking about it, he hurried after it. The man didn't look back, but he seemed to be able to see him, and he walked faster and faster. The cat scratched and kicked and screamed.

Finally, he got into a sewer without a manhole cover and was gone.

The reader judged that the other party was a homeless man who might want to kill the cat, so on impulse, he also got into the sewer. The bottom of the pit was covered with garbage, and it stinked.

He turned on the flashlight on his phone, covered his nose, groped his way forward, and saw the man's back again.

The cat in his hand was gone.

The reader looked around and asked aloud, "Hey, what about the cat!" ”

The man turned, and all that was left in his hand was a bloody cat leg.

The man smiled, his teeth white: "It's just a stray cat, no need to worry about it." ”

Then it disappeared into the black sewers.

The reader thought about it and suddenly understood the meaning of his words, like a sudden electric shock in the body......

The horse died in the tent.

No matter what Lao Ding did, no matter what Ma Ran's identity was, this night, we lost two teammates.

I called Zhang Hui in.

Lu Sanguo said: "Mr. Zhou, let's bury him, right?" ”

I said, "Let me tell you first, now that everyone is asleep, let's hide it, and let's just say that the horse has never come back." ”

Lu Sanguo nodded.

I looked at Zhang Hui and Wu Min: "Do you agree?" ”

Zhang Hui nodded.

Wu Min also nodded. Since he suddenly lost his breath, Wu Min has hid in the corner of the tent.

Then, I bent down to carry the horse, but Lu Sanguo stopped me: "I'll come." ”

Zhang Hui helped to help Ma Ran to Lu Sanguo's back, and he stepped out of the tent and walked outside the camp.

Wu Min said, "Do you want to use me?" ”

I said, "If you're afraid, don't go." ”

Wu Min said: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just sad......

Then, Zhang Hui and I took out two sapper shovels from the car and chased the three kingdoms of Lu.

The three of them walked half a kilometer westward, and Zhang Hui said, "Just bury it here." ”

Lu Sanguo stopped and gently put the horse on the sand.

I shone around with my flashlight, and just a few meters away, another flower carved from sand appeared, I don't know when it formed, and it seemed to be waiting for the corpse here.

I stepped on it angrily, and it turned into sand and returned to the desert.

I said, "Change places!" ”

This time, Zhang Hui picked up the horse on his back, continued to walk forward, and walked another one or two hundred meters, and I said, "Stop." ”

This area is all soft sand and is easy to dig. It took Zhang Hui and me half an hour to dig a deep pit, and then put Ma Ran in it and buried it in a hurry.

There was an extra punching bag on the ground. Ma loves the underground, and now he has finally gone underground.

We can't leave anything to mark him anymore, so be it.

On the way back, Lu Sanguo said, "Mr. Zhou, have we been waiting here for rescue?" ”

I said, "We don't have a guide, we don't have a navigator, and it's basically impossible to get out." Now that we've found the lake, it's easy not to leave it, and I'm afraid that as soon as we leave, it won't exist. ”

Lu Sanguo said: "However, it is not a way to stay here all the time......

I said, "I have three fantasy ......"

Lu Sanguo said: "Huh? ”

I said, "The first one - Ma ran into a ghost wall, and we got lost in this place, in essence, we encountered a bigger ghost wall. I hope to be reconciled with the underground stuff one day, and I suspect it's all an illusion they made......"

Lu Sanguo said: "What about the second one? ”

I said, "The second - I still hope to find that Yadan landform, maybe, we change that chessboard, adjust the feng shui, and we will return to normal Lop Nur." ”

Lu Sanguo said: "I think there is little hope for both of these ideas. ”

I said, "The third one - waiting for the rescue plane to find us." ”

When we approached the camp, we found that the camp was a bit noisy, as if a lot of people had gotten up.

Did they find the horse dead?

We ran over quickly, feeling more and more wrong, someone was arguing, we had just been away for an hour and a half, and what happened?

We ran into the camp and saw Oh Min standing in the middle of the camp, with a blue nose and swollen face, shouting loudly.

Huang Xi looked at him hatefully, hugged Guo Mei tightly, Guo Mei was trembling all over her body and was crying.

Zhou Zhidan and Bubu seem to be mediating.

Berry juice, Meng Xiaoshuai, Ji Feng, Ling Hushan, Wei Zao, Bai Xinxin, and Jiang Mengxi are all there. Both Pulp Juice and Meng Xiaoshuai looked at Wu Min with disdain on their faces.

I asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Huang Xi's face was still swollen and looked funny, he pointed at Wu Min and said in a low voice: "He's a killer!" ”